when i start to panic over the fact that i have to still haven’t filed my taxes and that my driver’s license expires this month (ugh)… looking at is a good distraction.

what are your distractions?

image from think geek

after the blogger’s day of silence i realized i kind of enjoyed being offline. i read books, listened to music, went on longer walks, spent more (if you can imagine) time with harlow, cooked, cleaned and caught up on some sleep. it was nice. i love the internet – tweeting, pinning, instagraming, flickring, blogging, etc… but it’s nice to take a break. here’s some photographic proof:

i learned to poach an egg
i got a flat
harlow got stung by a bee on her face and was very sad
i rode a train up the coast
the ocean shimmered and sparkled
i saw some horses
and some cows
i spent some time with journaling
i slept in
and went to the mountains
then to the ocean

i’m filled with shock and saddness as i watch what is happening in japan. but i’m touched by these random acts of kindess that have been going on since the earthquake. please consider taking part in the bloggers day of silence.

edited & reposted: tonight starting at 10:46PM (PST)/ 2:46PM japan time, in remembrance of Japan, i’ll be silent on blog/twitter/facebook. for japan with love has earned $16,000 at last count. please join in if you can. for japan with love

daylight savings time breaks my sleepy heart every year. but it reminds me of the fact that it’s almost spring, so it’s always forgiven.

photo: shona heath, via the littlest blog

on tuesday elizabeth posted marvelous kiddo’s manifesto of encouragement and i wanted to share it over here too. people all over the world are doing what they can do encourage, uplift and help. there is so much intentional good in the world. that’s nice to know.

Right now:
There are Tibetan Buddhist monks in a temple in the Himalayas endlessly reciting mantras for the cessation of your suffering and for the flourishing of your happiness.
Someone you haven’t met yet is already dreaming of adoring you.
Someone is writing a book that you will read in the next two years that will change how you look at life.
Nuns in the Alps are in endless vigil, praying for the Holy Spirit to alight the hearts of all of God’s children.
A farmer is looking at his organic crops and whispering, “nourish them.”
Someone wants to kiss you, to hold you, to make tea for you. Someone is willing to lend you money, wants to know what your favourite food is, and treat you to a movie. Someone in your orbit has something immensely valuable to give you — for free.
Something is being invented this year that will change how your generation lives, communicates, heals and passes on.
The next great song is being rehearsed.
Thousands of people are in yoga classes right now intentionally sending light out from their heart chakras and wrapping it around the earth.
Millions of children are assuming that everything is amazing and will always be that way.
Someone is in profound pain, and a few months from now, they’ll be thriving like never before. They just can’t see it from where they’re at.
Someone who is craving to be partnered, to be acknowledged, to ARRIVE, will get precisely what they want — and even more. And because that gift will be so fantastical in it’s reach and sweetness, it will quite magically alter their memory of angsty longing and render it all “So worth the wait.”
Someone has recently cracked open their joyous, genuine nature because they did the hard work of hauling years of oppression off of their psyche — this luminous juju is floating in the ether, and is accessible to you.
Someone just this second wished for world peace, in earnest.
Someone is fighting the fight so that you don’t have to.
Some civil servant is making sure that you get your mail, and your garbage is picked up, that the trains are running on time, and that you are generally safe. Someone is dedicating their days to protecting your civil liberties and clean drinking water.
Someone is regaining their sanity. Someone is coming back from the dead. Someone is genuinely forgiving the seemingly unforgivable. Someone is curing the incurable.

You. Me. Some. One. Now.

photo taken by me

i signed up for bri’s blog shop class in may. i’m so excited… and soon you won’t have to look at my sad looking blog because i’ll know how to make it look fancy!

photos: bri